 | 1871 - 846 стор.
...as grate the ground, Why, I've nothing but my life, — here's my head! " cries Herve Kiel. 7. Not a minute more to wait. Steer us in, then, small and...save the squadron! " cried its chief. Captains, give tbe sailor place! He is Admiral, in brief. Still the north-wind, by God's grace. See the noble fellow's... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1872 - 292 стор.
...Right to Solidor, past Greve, And there lay them safe and sound ; And, if one ship misbehave, — Not a minute more to wait. " Steer us in, then, small...sailor place ! He is admiral, in brief. Still the north wind, by God's grace. See the noble fellow's face, As the big ship, with a bound, Clears the... | |
 | Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1872 - 418 стор.
...grate the ground — Why, I 've nothing hut my life ; here 's my head ! " cries Herv£ Riel. VIII. Not a minute more to wait! "Steer us in. then, small and...great! Take the helm, lead the line, save the squadron 1 " cried its chief. " Captains, give the sailor place ! He is admiral, in brief." Still the north... | |
 | 1884 - 794 стор.
...nothing but my life ; here's my head 1 " cries Her \6 Kiel. Not a mimite more to wait. "Steer us ih, then, small and great! Take the helm, lead the line, save the squadron 1 "tried its chief. Captains, give the sailor place! He is Admiral, in brief. Still the north-wind,... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1872 - 310 стор.
...as grate the ground, — Why, I've nothing but my life : here's my head ! " cries nerve" Riel. Not a minute more to wait. " Steer us in, then, small and great I Take the helm, lead the line, save the squadron!" cried its chief. t Captains, give the sailor place... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1873 - 348 стор.
...much as grate the ground — Why, I've nothing but my life: here's my head I" cries Herv£ Kiel. Not a minute more to wait. "Steer us in then, small and...great! Take the helm, lead the line, save the squadron I" cried its chief. Captains, give the sailor place I He is admiral, in brief. Still the north wind,... | |
 | 1876 - 564 стор.
...much as grate the ground — Why, I've nothing but my life: here's my head!" cries Herve Riel. Not a minute more to wait. " Steer us in, then, small...sailor place ! He is admiral, in brief." Still the North wind, by God's grace. See the noble fellow's face As the big ship, with a bound, Clears the entry... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1875 - 486 стор.
...as grate the ground — Why, I've nothing but my life : here's my head ! " cries Herve Eiel. 8. Not a minute more to wait, " Steer us in, then, small...sailor place ! he is admiral, in brief. Still the North wind, by God's grace ! see the noble fellow's face As the big ship, with a bound, clears the... | |
 | 1876 - 732 стор.
...much as grate the ground, — Why, I've nothing but my life ; here's my head ! " cries Herv6 Riel. Not a minute more to wait. "Steer us in, then, small and...ship, with a bound, Clears the entry like a hound, • S«.e, safe through shoal and rock, How they follow in n flock. Not a ship that mishehaves, not... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1876 - 484 стор.
...as grate the ground — Why, I've nothing but my life : here's my head ! " cries Herve Riel. 8. Not a minute more to wait, " Steer us in, then, small...sailor place ! he is admiral, in brief. Still the North wind, by God's grace I see the noble fellow's face As the big ship, with a bound, clears the... | |
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Take the helm, lead the line, save the squadron ! " cried its chief. " Captains, give the sailor place ! He is admiral, in brief." Still the North wind, by God's grace. See the noble fellow's face As the big ship, with a bound, Clears the entry like a... 
